It’s my fault, I know
My face is blue with “I’m sorry”s
And I feel like stuffing my mouth with asphalt

My words are a blessing
And a curse
I think about not writing anymore

I’m sorry I put you on display
I painted a picture of you
That I can’t erase

Everyone has a dark side
I guess my biggest
Flaw is exploitation

When you’re the artist
It’s easy to forget that there’s ever
An audience in the first place

So high strung, sweating out
Colors in order to express
What’s inside of me

Can’t you see?
It’s the antagonist in me, I was always
Meant to write the story

Ink drips from my pen
At night, until I pick it up
The typewriter is a part, a part
Apart of me

Clicking inside my head, gears
Shifting and turning
Until I find the perfect words
Unsaid

And I’m sorry I unspooled the thread
Of your sweater, I apologize for leaving
The string behind
Leaving it for you to find

Moonlight in my dizzy shrapnel mindset
Moonlight in the keyboard on my desk
Moonlight in a stunted willow sapling
Moonlight in my heart and in my head

Sunlight on my secret perfect planet
Sunlight on the strings of my guitar
Sunlight on the lake and on the mountains
Sunlight on the lullabies and cars

Lamplight of my ****** windswept habits
Lamplight of my story and my ways
Lamplight of my laughter when I'm happy
Lamplight of the friends I'll see today

Streetlight with my purpose and my passion
Streetlight with my breakfast and dessert
Streetlight with the nature of ambition
Streetlight with the people that I've hurt

Starlight is the last remaining remnant
Starlight is my beaten Converse kicks
Starlight is my Internet connection
Starlight is the love we shared as kids

Darkness, how it feeds upon my daydreams
Darkness, how it snaps my board in half
Darkness, how it hides the whole **** city
Darkness, how it curses as it laughs

Time flies by,
But I feel like I'm standing still
There's a part of me that doesn't mind
The stressed part
That doesn't want to deal with anything.
Then there's the other part of me,
That wants to run with the time
Travel the world
And die when the time is right.
Time flies by,
And I don't want to stand still anymore.